The man walks up to me and asks my name. When I introduced myself, he said his name is Kumar and introduced his wife Renu to me. While am a 5’11, 75...KG medium complexion guy, I see that Kumar is about 5’10 with medium complexion and a build that is a bit heavier than me (can’t call him fat but he’s on the heavier side). My heart was pumping fast – I could not believe what was happening. I blindly followed them when they walked into the restaurant. We settled into a table and Kumar comes up. So she grabbed James’ head, forced it to her breasts, and braced herself for something she’d only imagined before. Chapter 3 James’ happily took her breast into his mouth and bit down hard enough to make her groan, before he started sucking greedily. His favorite feature of hers was her eyes, but her breasts were damn near second on that list. They were perfect C-38’s that begged to be sucked and fondled even when she was fully clothed. She always dressed modestly, but only because she could. ‘Easy, girl.’ He patted the horse’s neck gently before guiding her through the gate. A cloud of dust on the main road drew him up. ‘Whoa girl…’ He shaded his eyes and squinted in the direction of the vehicle. None of the hands had gone to town while he was out, had they? Lacey King’s Mercedes convertible slowed some on the gravel road as she approached the great expanse of ranch that she had known as a child, when her mother had been married to her natural father, Bill, aka William King, owner. She let Nelson go on longer than the first two. When she called time Sandrine began to rise from Nelson’s lap. As she did so, Nelson gave each breast a slap from the outside and said, “Thanks, skank.” Sandrine hunched her shoulders at the discomfort. As she moved to the next man Keith asked, “You still okay with this, Sandrine?” “Yeah, yeah, it’s okay,” Sandrine answered. Keith had asked, but I’m sure Sandrine noted that he’d not objected to Nelson’s handling of her tits. She proceeded around.